Just like the Christchurch earthquake – a small aftershock. I caught a chest infection at Germ Central and spent the whole night coughing my lungs out. I got up at 5 am with a wobbly rhythm. The Missus sussed me out at 6 am and rang the hospital to say she was bringing me in. They advised an ambulance. By the time the ambos arrived I had settled back into a normal sinus rhythm, but still a bit fast at 135. I was boasting to the ambos how cool I am now about cannulations and what good veins I’ve got. I must have mozzed them – two failures. Epworth Emergency got me first time. A clear X-ray and good bloods and I was back home in four hours.

Aftershock
As I said, a small aftershock. But I need a break. Heading north for a proper spell.